A/N: Inspired by Martha's scenes in the TARDIS during "Human Nature." I'm not a poet by nature, and it shows.


Love me you may not, but I didn't think you'd leave

Yet here I sit, alone as I grieve

These old wooden doors I'd see you walk through

Now I'm here with no one else, by myself to miss you

I look around this place, wonder if you miss it

Baby that old trench coat's right where you left it

You say you're coming back and God I pray it's true

Please, Doctor…I need you.